Flavor Pavilion, in a private room.

A slightly old man sat with Liu Jun, who was dressed very ordinarily, not much different from ordinary people who had entered old age, and there were no significant features at all.

And it was such a person, Liu Jun, who was a little anxious at the moment, asked: "Junzi, when will the person you said arrive?"

When Liu Jun heard his old friend Fan Wen ask this question again, he said helplessly: "Old Fan, you have asked this question 800 times, and you have to give people a little time to come when you come! Zhao Guohui and his friend do not live in the city, and besides, they have promised that you will bring Zizhu here, and they will definitely come." Shall we have some tea first?"

After saying this, Liu Jun couldn't help but yawn, last night after Fan Wen came over, after arranging a place to live, he and Fan Wen got together a little, thinking that today to cultivate a little spirit, and wait for noon or afternoon, after the spirit is full, and then contact Zhao Guohui's side, but I didn't expect Fan Wen to call him early in the morning, at more than five o'clock, he received the call, he almost wanted to die!

At five o'clock, who can get up?

To put it mildly, after letting Fan Wen get up and Zhao Guohui came here, the next few hours will be a nightmare! Almost every half an hour, Fan Wen will call him, Liu Jun is also crazy, finally a little sleepy, was lost by a phone call, after a few times, Liu Jun can only get up and take Fan Wen out for breakfast, he deliberately chose a special breakfast shop far away, and then they chose to walk over.

It's a pity that even if it delays so much, as soon as Fan Wen arrived at the flavor hall, he found the pot of purple bamboo on the cash register at a glance, and ran to the cash register in a puff of smoke, not moving.

At that time, Liu Jun felt a little embarrassed when he thought about it now! An old guy stood in front of the cash register, staring at Zizhu on the cash register, he knew that Fan Wen was looking at Zizhu, but others didn't know! Whenever a guest went to check out, he would look at Fan Wen a few times, and probably think that Fan Wen was so old, and he was still staring at the little girl who was the cashier, wouldn't he be ashamed?

"Then he has to hurry up!" Fan Wen didn't know what Liu Jun was thinking, and when he heard Liu Jun say that, he said a little aggrieved like a little girl.

Liu Jun was made to die by Fan Wen's demeanor, but you are also a lot older, what are you pretending to be tender?

"I'll go out and help you ask. "There are really some unsuccessful Liu Jun who plans to go outside to avoid the limelight temporarily, and if he stays with Fan Wen again, he will be afraid that he will not be able to control his emotions and want to scold.

Liu Jun came out of the box and walked directly to the door of the flavor restaurant, wanting to smoke a cigarette slowly, but he didn't finish half a cigarette when he saw Zhao Ziqiao coming over with a big rice bag.

Zhao Ziqiao, he naturally knew him, when he saw Zhao Ziqiao coming, Liu Jun was like seeing a savior, he hurriedly threw away the cigarette in his hand, and walked over quickly as a trot.

"Ziqiao, you're finally here! I've been waiting for you. ”

"Brother Jun?" Zhao Ziqiao was a little stunned by Liu Jun like this, he is not a little girl, what the hell is Liu Jun's tone and demeanor with resentment?

"Don't say anything! Just come with me! I'm almost done tormented by my friend, you sell him the bamboo in your hand quickly, and then this matter is over, okay?"

Hearing this, Zhao Ziqiao couldn't help laughing, and when Liu Jun said this, Zhao Ziqiao was a little looking forward to meeting the person who liked Zizhu.

followed Liu Jun to the box, Zhao Ziqiao saw some restless old people in the box at first glance, well, it was an old man, anyway, the person in the box looked much more than Liu Jun.

Zhao Ziqiao, who was a little stunned, turned his head and glanced at Liu Jun again, very curious in his heart, how did these two become friends?

Fan Wen, who was waiting in the box, saw that the door of the box was opened, and saw Liu Jun leading a young man standing at the door, and this young man was holding a rice bag in his hand, and when he was about to ask Liu Jun who this person was, he suddenly thought of something, and jumped out of the chair with an arrow step, which did not match his current appearance at all.

Zhao Ziqiao was taken aback by Fan Wen's movements, for fear that this old man would toss his body badly, but he was stunned, but his hand was light.

The rice bag that was still in his hand had been 'robbed' by Fan Wen.

When Liu Jun saw Fan Wen's movements, he also smiled at Zhao Ziqiao awkwardly, he didn't know how to explain to Zhao Ziqiao.

This meeting will rob people's hands, who can do it?

However, this embarrassment became even more embarrassing with Fan Wen's words!

"How can you do that? How precious this thing is! It hurts so much!"

Zhao Ziqiao was also a little embarrassed by what he said, Liu Jun was already eager to turn around and run out of the box at this time, this old fan, can he still have a normal way?

"Ahem, I don't know how good this bamboo is, so I just got it randomly. ”

The first to break the embarrassing situation was Zhao Ziqiao, he saw Fan Wen carefully take out the two purple bamboos in the rice bag, as if he was holding a supreme treasure, he was really infected by Fan Wen's behavior.

"Ziqiao, this is my friend Fan Wen, you can just call him Lao Fan. Don't think about it, he has been dealing with bamboo all his life, and seeing good bamboo is like a different person. Liu Jun took the opportunity to excuse Fan Wen with a few words, intending to stir up the embarrassment.

Zhao Ziqiao smiled, even if Liu Jun didn't say it, Zhao Ziqiao could see from Fan Wen's action towards the two purple bamboos, if he didn't really like it, who would carefully straighten every bamboo leaf on the bamboo branch?

Seeing the smile on Zhao Ziqiao's face, Liu Jun walked up to Fan Wen, patted him, and said, "Old Fan, don't patronize this bamboo! This is Zhao Ziqiao, Ziqiao, I haven't said that I want to sell this purple bamboo to you!"

Liu Jun's somewhat threatening words suddenly made Fan Wen detach himself from his own thoughts, looked up at Zhao Ziqiao, and actually reached out to protect the two purple bamboos behind him, and said a little lazily: "This purple bamboo, you must sell it to me! If you don't sell it to me, I will definitely not take it out." ”

An elderly person did such a childish thing, Zhao Ziqiao was amused for a while, but he had a lot of good feelings for Fan Wen, a somewhat cute old man.

"Old Fan, I came with this purple bamboo today, just to do business with you! As long as the price is right, I will definitely sell these two purple bamboos to you!"

Zhao Ziqiao finished with a smile, and then continued: "Let's see if we talk about the price first, and put the purple bamboo aside first?"

Fan Wen was still protecting the two purple bamboos, even if Zhao Ziqiao said so, he refused to take out the purple bamboos, as if Zhao Ziqiao would take them out and run away.

Liu Jun didn't have the face to look at it anymore, and a feeling of weakness made him raise his hand and cover his face, this old Fan was embarrassed and thrown home today!

Fan Wen's cuteness of an old naughty boy, Zhao Ziqiao who watched it was envious, if he could maintain this state when he was old, how interesting would it be?

"Okay, Fan Lao, if you like it, then take it! But let's talk about the price first?"

Zhao Ziqiao's words won Fan Wen's thoughts, after all, no matter how he took it, these two purple bamboos belonged to Zhao Ziqiao in the final analysis, if Zhao Ziqiao really didn't sell him, he wouldn't be able to keep it even if he cried, it was better to negotiate the price with Zhao Ziqiao now, and when the money was given, after the purple bamboo belonged to him completely, that would be the safest thing.

Seeing that Fan Wen finally sat on the chair, Zhao Ziqiao also sat down with a smile in front of him, and he said: "Old Fan, I listened to the price given by Brother Jun yesterday, and I don't think the price is..."

"Don't say it! I'll increase the price, I'll give you the price of 5,000 per purple jade bamboo!"

“HAT?” Fan Wen's words of sudden price increase made Zhao Ziqiao directly stunned, is there still such a business in these years?

Liu Jun stood aside and was also blindsided, yesterday he had already told Fan Wen the price he said to Zhao Guohui, and Zhao Ziqiao said just now, he should also agree with that price, why did he come to Fan Wen, not to lower the price, but to raise the price?

Do you have a mine in your house?

Seeing the expressions of the two, Fan Wen looked calm, and put the two purple bamboos in his hand on the chair beside him, he already knew that these two purple bamboos were already his from now on!

"Don't be surprised! This purple bamboo is not an ordinary purple bamboo, but the best of purple bamboo, purple jade bamboo! In the past, I only found a few words in the book, and most of the time, I also thought that it was made up by my predecessors, but I didn't expect to see it today! 5,000 yuan, it's worth it!"

Zhao Ziqiao looked at Fan Wen with some surprise, when Fan Wen said these words just now, he seemed to be a completely different person, but for the purple jade bamboo in his mouth, Zhao Ziqiao could only look at it with a kind of 'if you are happy', anyway, he doesn't understand this, if you are willing to add money, he will be happy to accept it.

Zhao Ziqiao couldn't understand this, but Liu Jun, who had been friends with Fan Wen for many years, was in a different state, and asked with some excitement: "Is this thing worth it?"

Liu Jun's appearance of burning the qin and cooking cranes directly made Fan Wen roll his eyes, and said angrily: "It's all bamboo, do you think it can still be turned into money?"

Liu Jun was deflated by Fan Wen's words, Zhao Ziqiao looked very cola, but his face was tense, for fear of embarrassing Liu Jun.

After teaching Liu Jun a lesson, Fan Wen immediately said to Zhao Ziqiao: "Little brother Ziqiao, are we transferring money? or cash?"

When Fan Wen asked him this, Zhao Ziqiao smiled, it was the first time he had seen such an urgent owner who wanted to spend money.

"Fan Lao, you are free!"

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